The Nits - The Young Reporter lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

'Hands up!', you said

'If you move a little bit you're dead'

'I want the secret that you were about to get'

Tonight they win, I'm in a cellar and I have to stay in

I'll have to write a song whether it's right or wrong

(Chorus)

Here comes the young reporter

In his overcoat

I'm on the tape recorder

In his motorboat

Is he coming in time for me

(Verse)

Click clack - turn the key,

They came back to transport me, I'll get used to music mister

Black car, dark street, red light, high speed

Rope is tied around my hands and feet

(Chorus)

Here comes the young reporter

In his overcoat

I'm on the tape recorder

In his motorboat

Is he coming in time for me

(Verse)

Too late, it's done

I'm on a record and I'll have to stay on

It's on the playlist with a little luck it's number one

This is the story about a writer of songs

You see the smoke is coming out of his lungs

He'll have to write a song whether it's right or wrong

Hands up! x4